Father – Trudi Young Taylor

Ungraceful, Loud, and Grateful

Posted on October 5, 2017 by Trudi Young Taylor

Right now is a weird time for me. I’m in a new location, Texas with the cows, really huge horned cows, without access to friends in town, trying, really trying to make some friends here but my people are harder to find now I’m older, and my father died. After two weeks in ICU, we […]

Teething: Fractured Grief

Posted on September 20, 2017 by Trudi Young Taylor

I restarted grinding my teeth at night. Like I did after Rod died. For years until my dentist started talking to me about a bite guard. A bite guard! I had visions of pimples and acne cream and headgear out of an 80s John Hughes movie. But it wasn’t until years later that I took […]